Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the heights, behold the wide plain where our persistent self pauses and awaits us.
I stalk about her door, like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for waftage.
Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
Violence isn't always evil. What's evil is the infatuation with violence.
Don't divide the world into "them" and "us."
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love - any love - reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
Love is when you realize that he's as sexy as Woody Allen, as smart as Jimmy Connors, as funny as Ralph Nader, as athletic as Henry Kissinger and nothing like Robert Redford - but you'll take him anyway.
Men who care passionately for women attach themselves at least as much to the temple and to the accessories of the cult as to their goddess herself.
When you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you. It doesn’t need to be a good reason. Taking photographs of the night sky, for example. Now, in the long run, that’s just the kind of dumb, irritating habit that would cause you to split up. But in the haze of infatuation, it’s just what you’ve been searching for all these years.
I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.
Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
There aren't many irritations to match the condescension which a woman metes out to a man who she believes has loved her vainly for the past umpteen years.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
Don't divide the world into 'them' and 'us.' Avoid infatuation with or resentment of the press, the Congress, rivals, or opponents. Accept them as facts. They have their jobs and you have yours.
I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.
Purity engenders Wisdom, Passion avarice, and Ignorance folly, infatuation and darkness.
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